St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1887-09-15

was. He even stole the
clothes and boots which Kohn wore
The police. with the assistance of Mr..
Hazard and Bernard Kohn, brother of
the murdered man, got good list of
the articles stolen, The description is
as follows: New sack suit of brown
cloth with small red check, black slouch
hat: pair of No. s boots, nearly new;
open,face silver watch, stem winder,
93, ,139, movement No. 3,174, ,742;
German silver watchchain, with
horses bit in the center, and
tin box, shaped like a trnnk. KOhn
had purchased the watch less than two
weeks ago from BOckstruck & Lees
jewelry store on Seventh street, where
the numbers were obtained. Kill's first
appearance in the vicinity was on last
Saturday. On Sunday he was seen rid
ing to the city with Kohn, and the two
seemed to be good friends. They called
together on Jacob Graus. an d,friend
of Kohn, who lives on st. Peter street,
Sunday afternoon. On Monday noon
Kill came over from the Hazard place
to August Robinson's, and asked for
something to eat. He got dinner at Mr..
Robinson's. He said very little, and
talked mostly in German, to Mrs. Rob
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before at Lake Johanna, where Kohn
ploy of Mr.. Hazzare making hay. He
told nothing of himself, and
did not tell his name. He did not make
a favorable impression on Mrs. Robin
son, and the next day when her husband
talked of hiring Kill to cut his corn, she
begged him not to, because she did not
like Kills looks. On (Monday) evening
Joshua Robinson went over to look at
the stock ON the Hazard place, intend
ing to trade cow with Mr.. Hazard.
KoHN WAS NOT ABOUT
and Mr.. Robinson concluded he had
gone to supper. Mr.. Robinson noticed
the stranger standing in the door of the
carriage shed and Saluted him. Mr..
Robinson asked him few questions,
and he answered in broken English
after inquiring whether Mr.. Robinson
could speak French or German. When
asked if he stopped there he replied:
Yes stop here over night
Where do you get your meals?'' asked Mr.
Robinson.
''Oh at the boarding house, he replied
evasively.
You are staying with Jake over night?''
"Yes, sleep here"
In answer to further questions he said
he had been working for a contractor
in West st. Paul, digging cellars. He
gave Mr.. Robinson his name and the
name of the contractor, but Mr.. Robin
son could remember neither. Capt.
Bressett subsequently learned that the
contractors name was Beaudreau,
and that Kill had been em-
ployed by him. but nothing more. The
next heard of Kill was on Tuesday
evening when he was in the city and
drank beer in several saloons on Rice
street. At 9 a'clock that night he
stopped at the house of Philip Kahn, an
uncle of the man he murdered, just at
the south end of the Como avenue
said he had been sent there by jacob
Kahn and asked for something to eat.
He was given meal and was invited to
stay over night, which he refused to do.
He asked permission to change his shirt,
and took Off the white one he was wear
ing, putting on flannel shirt with large
black and red checks, which he carried,
and which he is believed to have stolen
from Kohn previously. He left Philip
Kohn'S house at $50 Sunday night Be
tween that time and morning he walked
to the Hazard place at Como,
MURDERED AND ROBBED
the man who had befriended him, and
escaped before the light of morning. To
follow him from there was no easy
thing. Mrs. CAMEL, a gardner woman
who had came over the Como road to the
market with her produce to sell, was
sure she had passed a man of Hills
description on the way in between the
hours of five and six yesterday morning.
This was the only clue.
at O'Clock in the afternoon, Mounted
Officer Kline, who had been searching
the woods east and north of Como. came
to the farm house of Edward Nolan, a
farmer and milllman, located on the
west shore of Bass lake, between the
extensions of Dale and Rice streets.
There, in the farm yard, husking corn,
was the fugitive from the law. Officer
Kline put him under arrest and searched
him OF once. He then asked his pris-
oner if he knew Jacob Kohn.
No. don't" answered Hill, stolidly in
different
We're you ever at Lake Comos'
mo, never was"
Farmer Nolan had been i'm the city in
the forenoon looking for a man to work
for him. At Bernard Michel's sracery
and saloon, at No. 391 Rice street, he
found and hired Kill. They left the
city for NOlan's farm about eleven
O'Clock in the morning. When
Mr.. Nolan understood what Kill
was wanted for, he harnessed his team
and drove the officer and prisoner over
to the Fair grounds. On the way. they
passed the house where the murder was
committed. The wagon stopped in
front of the door several moments.
Kill turned his eyes the other way, but
his features never changed.
''Were you ever in that house before:''
asked Officer Kline.
"Yes, l slept there once three or four
weeks ago." he answered
Haven't you been here since?''
NO, l haven't" was the reply.
At the Fair grounds Sergt. Budy took
charge and sent for the patrol from the
Union Park station to bring the prisoner
to the city. In the meantime Philip
Kohn was brought in and positively
had been at his house the night before.
The
NEWS OF THE CAPTURE
was telegraphed to police headquarters,
and at Z o'clock the officers left the fair
grounds with Kill. 1t was Just seven
teen minutes past 8 when the mayor
pulled up at the side entrance of the
Central station. Officer Finn
and Sergeant Budy rode
i'll the seat, with Kill between them.
and Mounted Officer Klein followed in
the saddle. Kill was not shackled or
handcuffed. He jumped lightly out of
the buggy and entered the station with
out assistance. Chief Clark and
Chief Detective O'Connor were
there to meet him, anxious 10
know whether he was the right
man. The first sight of him was enough
to Danish all doubts. He wore slouch
hat with black band, a pepper and
salt sack coat, dark trowSerS, and boots,
and the red and black checked flannel
shirt, which would have been sutfi-
cient identity of itself. He was
taken back into the cell-room by Chief
Clark and Detective O'ConnOr, with the
officers who brought him in, and the
door was closed for few minutes.